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"It started out not too badly. I thought that I could be a bit more confident if I lost a few pounds, but that soon spiralled out of control. I forgot who I was and what I liked to do. I didn't have any energy to pursue anything that I...
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"The extra practices for you will start tomorrow at 7 pm sharp." Hoseok told Jin who could only meekly nod in response. "Hyung... don't look so sad! I know you're hurt, but you need to believe in yourself! You can do it! This dance isn't all that hard!"
The eldest nodded again. He tried to mirror Hoseok's big smile, but even that move was difficult for him.
"Okay, okay, that's enough!" Jimin grumbled. "Can we go home now? I'm hungry."
Namjoon laughed as he stood up. "Do you wanna get take out today? I mean, today was rehearsal day and it's been tiring to say the least."
Jimin grinned. He picked up his bag and ran to the front of the studio.
"I just want to eat!" Jungkook groaned as he walked behind the mochi to the car. "This rehearsal was much longer than usual and I'm really really tired..." his normally energetic voice sounded exhausted.
Jin followed them at the very back. He could see the members chatting with each other but he was always the seventh wheel, always the forgotten one, the one who the others only talked to if they had nobody else. No wonder they didn't like him. He was the reason why they had had to stay late today. If he'd just gotten his lazy ass up and practiced and worked hard like the others, this wouldn't have happened.
"Jin hyung, what restaurant do you think we should order from?" Taehyung suddenly asked. He turned around to face the eldest.
Shrugging, Jin offered the second maknae a small smile. "I don't know, you guys can pick."
His ears filling with loud shouts of "Panda Express!" and "No, anything but that!", Jin trudged behind the others. His feet dragged along, feeling heavier and heavier. He was exhausted from all the dancing. He didn't want to seem like a pig, but the only thing he could think about was eating.
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In the end Yoongi decided on the Japanese restaurant near their dorm. Jungkook and Jimin went to pick up the food, because it was close by, while the rest went straight to the dorms.
Yoongi seemed to be avoiding Jin these days. He rushed past the eldest and joined the others in the living room after he finished changing. Jin didn't know what to feel. He had wanted the rapper to care about him, but judging by all the slacking off he had done, Yoongi had a right to hate him.
His eyes glued to his phone, Jin sat in the living room scrolling mindlessly through Twitter. His mind wandered. He felt awkward sitting there. The others talked amongst themselves, but as usual, he wasn't part of the conversation.
Maybe it was for the better. Maybe the others would prefer not hearing his voice right now.
Jimin and Jungkook returned quickly with the food. The containers were made of styrofoam and were hot to the touch. Inside, steaming rice sent a wonderful smell around the room. Jungkook didn't even bother changing out of his practice clothes. He dug right in.
